Chapter Seventy-Nine

  I thought as I knocked on the door, and upon hearing the familiar "come in" from inside, I pushed open the door and silently placed the documents on his desk before turning around to leave. Throughout the entire process, I didn't glance at Xiuzhu once nor did I scan his office even briefly.

  "Xiao Fei, you don't want to see me that much?" I froze for a moment, put down my hand which was already on the door handle, and slowly turned around. With gritted teeth, I said: "How dare I? Master Xiuzhu, the student council president, can easily mobilize manpower, material resources, and financial resources. Why wouldn't I want to see you?" Looking at Xiuzhu's face which stiffened after hearing my sarcasm, I smiled slightly and continued: "Please trouble President Xiuzhu to be more efficient next time. If not, send someone to clean up the aftermath caused by the student council. Otherwise, you can take care of it yourself, so as not to make us poor people suffer."

  He glared at him fiercely, and it was another boring personal recent material analysis report. Those damned things were all trivial matters, yet every single one of them was a thick stack. Come on, I may have gained some weight, but I'm still under 1.6 meters tall, do you need to give me this physically demanding task?

  In the end, it's all because of these damn students who will grow up.

  "Hehe." A soft spring evening laugh sounded, in this large office where only I and Shuzhu were engaged in a war of words, it seemed particularly abrupt yet warm. "Xiaofei, don't tease Shuzhu anymore."

  I looked sideways at Ye Chenyi who seemed to have descended from the sky, and blinked stupidly, sweating, I didn't even know he was here.

  Isn't it that he has been coming here every day after class for several days now?

  I looked at Ye Chenyi's warm and gentle smile, he had always been elegant like this, but why did I feel that his attitude was somewhat unfamiliar, as if he wasn't usually like this? I gave him and Xiuzhu a strange look, then muttered "something came up" and left the student council with my head full of doubts.

  Because I was still grateful to the class advisor, I didn't return to the classroom as usual after delivering the materials. Instead, I knocked on the door of the class advisor's office. "Hey, Fox," I called out awkwardly, having just received a favor from someone I normally wouldn't dare to be close to.

  Well, although the title is a bit disrespectful, it's always been called that when we don't have any requests for each other, so just ignore it.

  The class advisor pushed his glasses up and took a sip of coffee from the cup beside him before saying, "Have you sent it off?"

  I gave him a white eye and reluctantly agreed with a hum: "En."

  "Trouble you, Comrade Cheng, to bother me less in the future." He glanced at me and then lowered his head to continue working. I looked at him suspiciously, not responding to his words, but instead asked: "What's your relationship with Ye Chenyi?" Hmm, I still feel that it's because of Ye Chenyi's relationship that he helped out. Can't quite put my finger on why, but just have this feeling.

  "I have a certain relationship with Master Chen Yi, but at the same time, I am completely acting out of a sense of duty to save you." I nodded, and the fleeting apology in his eyes made me believe what he was saying at this moment. Anyway, his relationship with Ye Chenyi had nothing to do with me, so I shrugged my shoulders and returned to the classroom.

  "What's going on?" I looked at the excited faces of both boys and girls in the class, and asked Yu Xuan puzzlingly while drinking water.

  "This afternoon's class is physical education, and it seems like the competition event is tennis, with two classes combined." I hurriedly covered my mouth, making a slight coughing sound to calm down the urge to spit out water. "Two classes combined? Our class and Class A?"

  You Xuan continued studying the album in his hand and further explained: "Yes, Class C and Class D, and so on."

  "What's next? Why is that boy so excited?" We have many beauties in our class, like this young lady beside me. As for the girls, it's probably because of Ye Chenyi. "Ye Chenyi is an all-around athlete, so the girls are all talking about how Ye Chenyi is the real-life tennis prince, while the boys just want to show off their skills."

  I nodded, and unexpectedly these noble ladies also loved Wang. "So you're studying the Wang painting album here?"

  Here is the translation:

  At this point, You Xuan raised his head and smiled at me, excitedly pointing to the painting book and saying: "Look, Xiao Fei, I studied it for half a day, and I think Xiuzhu should be Baishi, Meixing Hei, with a proud bone in her body. And Cheng Yiran should be a Tracer." As for the reason why he thought Cheng Yiran was a Tracer, You Xuan didn't explain, but I couldn't help but laugh - it's obvious that everyone can see how much that young master resembles Cheng Yiran.

  I took a look at You Xun who was still excited and thought with my chin in hand, Ye Chenyi should be Ni Feng or Xingcun?